Qin Shaofeng clearly heard Young San Yun's excited voice thanking someone not far away.
Once again, he was carried into that icy pool.
Waves of stabbing pain seemed to drift endlessly between his soul and body. The extreme agony made it feel as though even his soul was about to be torn apart.
Yet he could feel it.
It was precisely because of that unbearable pain that he gradually began to regain the feeling of controlling his body.
The pain continued without end.
More than half an hour later.
Qin Shaofeng suddenly opened his eyes.
The instant he could clearly see everything around him again, he saw a familiar fullness. His head was actually being cradled against someone's chest.
After sensing his condition, he found that his body was frail, almost like that of a child.
With great effort, he raised a hand and tugged at that person's sleeve.
Only then was he released.
His head slowly emerged above the water. When he saw who had been holding his head, he was stunned once more.
It was that senior sister!
"Se... Senior Sister?!"
Qin Shaofeng felt as though he no longer knew how to speak.
"You finally came back to life."
The girl's voice trembled slightly. She gripped Qin Shaofeng's hand tightly and refused to let go no matter what.
Qin Shaofeng had even less idea how to respond.
His gaze instinctively dodged away, but he finally got a clear look at where he was.
This place truly was near a waterfall, yet the pool they were in had merely formed from the droplets splashed out by the waterfall.
An incomparably tall mountain pierced straight into the heavens. On a high platform not far behind the girl stood a chair draped in tiger skin, and seated upon it was a